Chapter 780
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That night, Long Bufan leisurely made a pot of spicy hotpot in the Cangyun Pavilion's dormitory. He first let Huo Yong and Xiao Bai eat their fill before making a new hotpot soup base. He called over Lei Meng, Long Yunfei and Ling Yan, as well as Wang Mang, who had become his subordinate after losing a bet during the Inner Hall season competition.
Long Bufan had naturally been reprimanded by Lei Meng and the other brothers due to his disappearance during this period of time. However, when they saw that Long Bufan had made such a delicious hotpot feast, they were already grinning from ear to ear.
After eating and drinking their fill, Long Bufan took out a pile of High Heaven Soul Treasure weapons and a bottle of top grade Divine Pills.
Long Bufan had never been stingy with his brothers. He let them choose a suitable weapon and each of them was given three top grade Divine Pills with nine curve pill patterns.
Long Bufan's generosity immediately caused Lei Yan and the rest to wail like ghosts and howl like wolves, shouting "long live boss".
Wang Mang lowered his head and looked at the Green Rainbow Sword in his hand as well as the three top grade Divine Pills. He felt as if he was in a dream. He had stayed in the sect for so long. Even after being promoted to the ranks of the Inner Hall core disciples, he had never received such precious resources. He had also never tasted the legendary Divine Pills, let alone top grade ones.
He raised his head and looked at Long Bufan, who was sitting at the table with his legs crossed and smoking. His gaze was somewhat complicated. There was shock, bewilderment, but most of all, gratitude …
This change in emotions also made Wang Mang even more certain that following the youth before him was a wise choice. It would allow his future path on the martial way to be even wider.
"Boss, what kind of dog shit luck did you run into in the outside world recently? You actually obtained so many treasures?!" The straightforward Ling Yan did not have as many thoughts and reservations as Wang Mang. He directly walked in front of Long Bufan and put his arm around the latter's shoulder as he asked with an embarrassed smile.
Long Bufan also joked, "That's right. I've already given you this dog shit. Enjoy it when you get back."
Hearing this, Lin Yan was stunned. He immediately changed his tone and said, "Boss, I was wrong. It's not dog poop. It's a treasure!"
"Haha …"
Seeing Lin Yan being ridiculed by Long Bufan, Lei Meng, Long Yunfei, and Wang Mang could not help but roar with laughter.
Late into the night, the gathering ended and Long Bufan was the only one left in the large dormitory. Glancing at the messy leftovers on the table, he was too lazy to clean it up himself. Instead, he used the Black Devil Art and created two Phantom Doppelgangers to clean it up.
After which, under the circulation of Yuan Power in his tendons that reeked of alcohol, he forcefully expelled all the alcohol in his body. Only then did his slightly absent-minded eyes regain their clarity.
Although it was already late at night, Long Bufan did not feel sleepy at all. He directly sat cross-legged on the ground and planned to make the best use of his time to train.
After all, according to Ying Yuanzi, one must first win the Sect Selection and obtain a spot in order to qualify to participate in the Hundred Sect War.
Moreover, before participating in the Selection, the Inner Hall of the Sect would hold a trial to select the seed representative ten days later. Time was of the essence. Even if Long Bufan had an excuse to be lazy, he still had to make the best use of his time to train and strive to increase his cultivation.
This was because in the Hundred Sect War, there would be geniuses from various sects. Every one of them was the most outstanding elite core disciple of their respective sects.
In particular, there were many monsters from the five super sects. There, the so-called sect geniuses would be as numerous as the hairs on a cow. In fact, they were even worthless than salted fish.
From another point of view, this was a tragic battle where geniuses stepped on other geniuses to climb up the ranks!
The difficulty of standing out from the huge number of geniuses was so great that even Long Bufan felt some pressure in his heart.
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